SBCEJM -Chapter 84 The Counterintelligence Scheme Succeeds! The Puppet Substitute Lets Me Binge-Dramas in Peace!

The next morning, faint light of dawn spread across the horizon.

In a hidden chamber, candle flames flickered, reflecting off the pale face of Shi Jun.

He knelt on the ground, word by word delivering the false intelligence he had rehearsed countless times.

“Reporting to Second Prince, last night’s operation… was a complete success!”

“The newly appointed Great Xia Marshal, Feng Zekai, has been killed by our joint efforts! The grain supplies have also been entirely burned!”

On the soft couch, the Xiongnu Second Prince suddenly sat up, eyes bursting with wild excitement.

“Really?!”

“Absolutely true!” Shi Jun’s acting, forced by his will to survive, had reached its peak.

His eyes were red, his voice hoarse.

“Although seventeen of our men died, the mission was completed successfully! Now the Great Xia army is in chaos, and Deputy General Chen Jin is temporarily acting as marshal!”

“Chen Jin?”

“The deputy general with the scar on his face.”

“Hahaha!” Unrestrained laughter erupted in the chamber.

“A mere deputy general dares oppose our army? Heaven is helping me! I will immediately send word to the royal court—my father and elder brother will surely reward me heavily!”

He was already immersed in fantasies of Great Xia’s collapse, completely unaware that an invisible net was being cast toward him from thousands of miles away.

At the same time, the Great Xia military camp.

Feng Zexuan looked at the armored man before her and nodded in satisfaction.

Chen Jin was tall and muscular, a scar on his left face adding a fierce aura. Yet at this moment, he looked tense and uneasy, like a child wearing the wrong clothes.

“Marshal… is this really going to work?” he asked.

“Relax.” Feng Zexuan’s voice was calm and emotionless. “Just bring out your usual battlefield presence.”

“Yes! Understood!” Chen Jin immediately straightened his posture, forcing a stern expression onto his scarred face.

The army set out again.

The true marshal, Feng Zexuan, was now dressed in ordinary soldier’s clothing, riding an unremarkable horse, lazily trailing at the back of the formation.

Her eyes were half-closed as if dozing, but the corner of her vision caught flashes of cold light flickering within distant forest shadows.

Someone is watching. The bait has taken.

【Ding! Congratulations, Host, for successfully executing the counterintelligence scheme! Reward: “Puppet Substitute” ×1!】

Puppet Substitute?

【The host may anchor the spatial exit to the puppet, allowing it to carry out commands in your stead. It possesses all your appearance and aura—perfect for creating an “alibi.”】

Feng Zexuan’s breath paused for a moment.

So she could move freely now?!

Her eyes lit up instantly.

“Activate the function. Generate the substitute,” she ordered.

A duplicate “Feng Zexuan” appeared on horseback—identical in appearance, aura, even subtle unconscious habits, flawless in every detail.

“From now on, you are me. Continue leading the army forward.”

Meanwhile, her real body was already lounging in the spatial sofa, comfortably humming.

Two hours later, Feng Zexuan suddenly had a thought.

“No, I need to go to the capital and eat some gossip!”

Using her brother’s spatial passage, she instantly arrived at Tingzhu Courtyard.

At noon, under perfect sunlight, she slipped out of the residence and headed straight for the Second Prince’s mansion.

Inside the Second Prince’s residence.

Today, the estate was filled with guests, music of zithers and pipes echoing, a scene of lavish celebration.

Several officials close to the Second Prince, Prince Xiao Mingyu, were drinking tea and admiring flowers with him in the garden.

Leading them were the Minister of Personnel, Lord Wang, and General Li of the Imperial Guards.

They flattered the “Second Prince” endlessly, unaware that behind a rockery nearby, an unseen figure was happily “observing.”

Feng Zexuan sat inside her spatial concealment, licking an ice stick while chatting with the system.

【System, tell me about this Xiongnu exchange student—Huyan Aogula. What is he even plotting here?】

【Ding! Reporting to Host: Huyan Aogula has two primary motives.】

【First: he is deeply addicted to Great Xia cuisine culture. He has already hired six of the top ten chefs in the capital into his private residence.】

Pfft! This ambition is so… down-to-earth.

Several officials holding tea suddenly trembled, almost spilling their cups.

Lord Wang and General Li exchanged shocked glances.

What did they just hear?!

【And the second motive? Surely not just eating, right?】

【Second: the target has a special preference—he is fond of married women.】

Feng Zexuan nearly dropped her ice stick.

What the hell?! The Cao Cao legacy continues?! Seriously?!

【Confirmed. All eight consorts in the Second Prince’s residence have already been violated. In addition, he has shown strong interest in the wives and concubines of court officials.】

“Crack!”

Lord Wang’s teacup shattered in his hand.

General Li’s face darkened instantly, veins bulging on his hand.

Their eyes met again—no longer shock, but a storm of realization.

That voice… it’s Lord Feng’s inner thoughts?!

Isn’t she supposed to be at the border?

How is her voice here?!

But that wasn’t the point.

The point was—THE SECOND PRINCE IS FAKE?!

A Xiongnu infiltrator?!

And he’s been… stealing their wives?!

Lord Wang suddenly remembered: last month, his most favored dancing concubine was invited by the Second Prince to “perform” and never returned that night.

At the time, he thought it was an honor.

General Li’s mind also buzzed—his beloved concubine had been taken three weeks ago to “appreciate paintings,” returning withdrawn and silent.

In an instant, two massive invisible green hats crashed down upon their heads.

Their world collapsed.

【Heh heh, let’s see who today’s victims are…】

Feng Zexuan’s voice carried a cheerful, gossip-loving tone.

【Oh? Lord Wang and General Li are here. System, check—have they been affected?】

The two men stiffened instantly, cold sweat soaking their backs.

They held their breath, awaiting judgment.

【Report: Lord Wang’s third concubine was taken for one night last month. General Li’s fifth concubine was invited to view paintings three weeks ago and did not return overnight.】

【Oh my god! Precision strikes! These two are literally sitting here chatting with the guy who cucked them! This scene is too beautiful, I can’t even look straight at it!】

Lord Wang nearly fainted.

General Li suddenly drew half his sword—

CLANG!

—but shoved it back into its sheath before the “Second Prince” noticed, the friction screeching sharply.

“General Li, what is it?” the fake prince asked with a smile.

“Nothing!” Li forced out through clenched teeth, face turning the color of liver. “I… saw a mouse just now!”

The surrounding officials had heard everything too. Their faces turned ashen as they looked at the smiling “Second Prince,” as if looking at a dead man.

Good heavens.

A shocking secret.

The Second Prince is actually a Xiongnu impostor!

Their nation had been infiltrated at the highest level!

Even worse—this spy had been humiliating them all personally!

This was no longer mere misconduct.

This was national humiliation. Family hatred. War-level enmity.

The officials exchanged solemn, furious, determined glances.

They had to report this immediately—to the Emperor.

This matter was too big.

Big enough to crush the heavens.

And the vengeance… would be relentless.